Embers of Night

The age of the brave has come to an end. The knight's steel rusted with the setting sun. The castle falls, the oath fades, The mage's last staff decayed in the passage of time. The tower collapsed and the throne fell. The swords of warriors are worn away by wind and frost, and the songs of witches are lost in the wind. Only legends still whisper, They witnessed the end of that era that was as bright as the stars. He also drove the dilapidated ark named "Civilization", and on the edge of eternal fall, plundered the abyss and stole the divine fire. Just to declare a brilliant route belonging to the madman to the boundless gray.